From the second he walked onto the stage, David Cameron took complete control of the Conference Hall. He looked as if he was enjoying himself. And his enjoyment was infectious. What I really liked was his concentration on the speech. We didn’t have the artificial ‘pressing of the audience participation buttons’ that I intensely dislike – and there was none of the ‘look at me, am I not wonderful’ stuff at the end. Cameron doesn’t need any of this to make his impact. We have a star leading us to the Promised Land.
Have to admit that I’m a touch worried though. I entirely agreed with Cameron’s message. It was rather a good feeling to be in agreement with all that my leader was saying – about public services, about tax, even about marriage where he tackled a seriously risky subject in a sensitive but forceful way.
But hang on a minute Glyn. How can this be? I have always thought of myself as being on the ‘wimpish’ side of the Party. And there I was walking out of the Hall, listening to my good friend and colleague the very un-wimpish David Davies, AM/MP, eulogising about the speech content. And today, we have Melanie Philips in the Daily Mail doing the same. If Simon Heffer joins in, I’m going to read the speech again to make sure I wasn’t just star struck and missed the real message. After Melanie’s comments, I am very nervous that Peter Hitchens will do some damage to the Cameron revival by saying something supportive. No, this can never happen. I’m worrying too much.
It is a pig of a job though. Immediately after the speech David had to do a ‘Photo with Candidates’ session. Must have been 100 photos in 10 minutes. I know what its like because I have presented various prizes and certificates in the past (I once presented a trophy to Michael Owen when Liverpool under 12’s won a football tournament see ‘Name them’ Blog of 27 Feb) – and it is difficult to prevent the individuals merging into what seems a never ending amorphous line (though I’m not sure what amorphous means). And then facing up to the best of Welsh media looking to trip him up, and then back to his helicopter – no doubt to cook a late Sunday lunch for the family. And blow me if the UK news didn’t pick on the helicopter thing, despite the fact that he couldn’t have come at all without it. We demand too much of our leaders.